Gorillaz - The Empty Dream Machine ft. Black Thought, Johnny Marr and Anoushka Shankar

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Visualiser creative by Jamie Hewlett
Gorillaz are managed by Eleven Mgmt
Written by Damon Albarn, Tariq L. Trotter, Johnny Marr and Anousha Shankar
Produced by Gorillaz, James Ford, Samuel Egglenton and Remi Kabaka Jr
Vocals by Gorillaz and Black Thought
Backing Vocals by Rebecca Freckleton and Jesse Appiah
Sitar by Anoushka Shankar
Electric Guitar by Johnny Marr
Percussion by Viraj Acharya
Engineered by Samuel Egglenton
Assistant Engineering by Giacomo Vianello and Ishaan Nimkar
Recorded at Studio 13 London, Studio 13 Devon, Island City Studios Mumbai
Mixed by Marta Salogni at Studio Zona
Mastered by Heba Kadry, NYC
Mastering Assistant, Jacob Clements
Published by Sony Music Publishing / Thirteen Limited, ASCAP/Universal Music Publishing/Legendelphia Music, BMG Rights Management (UK) Limited, Chester Music Limited / A Wise Music Company

Lyrics:
Promises
The promises that we make

They clock us in at night
And check us out the next day
Tired but not forever so
The feeling of the day before

Was really much more than anyone could pray for

Empty dream machine without you

Man's in chains
His mind is at war again I fear
It’s darkened angels are present here for real
And silenced now by this dread
I thought I’d got my life straight
Thought I’d changed it
But it seems I’ve just been crawling lately
I’ve prayed, I’ve cried
So don’t let me fall.
I’m A chastened man
And right now
right now I feel this pain
I feel this transition
But I don’t know what to say
Release me now
Empty dream machine without you

Listening to Asha sing Dum Maro Dum,
we acquire honor from, if but a modicum.
A heart driven by the drum is what I borrow from in the shadowy light of the
night until tomorrow comes. Protection from clove, cinnamon and
cardimum.
My chalice wasn’t masala, It’s something harder son.
My brainchild went from little one to martyrdom and
gave the bug to the inspiration he had caught it from.
My armor stay wrapped tight like a chrysalis.
There’s planets in the palm of my hand like it’s a callous.
On the mountain top is a wonderland like it was Alice -
so every blood vessel expands.
Forbidden talents. Doing tantric downward.

A gold tooth in a trash can was the beginning of me kinda’ taking my last
stand.

When I was Wimbledon they tried to swing me the back hand part of the
pendulum and do me like I’m a black man that’s black like spirits black like
Krishna black like a diety that’s trapped like a prisoner.
It’s a wrap like chiba rolled up into the rizla when you’re black like Evil Dee

I need you you on my team x2
Vision is distorted
I love you in that colour
Floating up above you
Trying to get my dream back
Need you on my team
I need you by my side girl
Need you on my team
No automatic replies
I love you in that colour
Need you on my team girl
Floating up above you
Need you on my team
Need you on my team
Vision is distorted
Need you on my team
Floating up above you
An empty dream machine without you
Need you on my team
I love you in that colour
An empty dream machine without you
Need you on my team
No Automatic Replies
Floating up above you
Need you on my team
I love you in that colour
Empty dream machine without you
or black like Sizzla.

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